The Spook's Secret No. 3 (Wardstone Chronicles)
by Joseph Delaney | Teens | This book has not been rated.
ISBN: 9780099456476 Global Overview for this book
ISBN: 9780099456476 Global Overview for this book
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In this third and terrifying instalment in the "Wardstone Chronicles", the nights are drawing in and it's time for Tom and his master to move to Anglezarke, the Spook's winter house. Tom has heard it will be a sinister and menacing place but nothing could fully prepare him for what he finds there. For this house, and indeed the whole of Anglezarke moor is full of secrets about the Spook's youth. Secrets that are about to come to the surface could wreck havoc on the whole County...
From the Inside Flap
It’s going to be a long, hard, cruel winter, son,’ Mam said. ‘All the signs are there . . . And there couldn’t be a worse place to spend it than up on Anglezarke. Your dad was worried about you, son, and I am too. So I won’t mince my words. There’s no doubt that the dark’s growing in power and there’s a particularly baleful influence up on that moor. It’s where some of the Old Gods were worshipped long ago and in winter some of them start to stir from their sleep . . . So stay close to your master. He’s the only real friend you’ve got. You must help one other.’
In this third and terrifying instalment in the "Wardstone Chronicles", the nights are drawing in and it's time for Tom and his master to move to Anglezarke, the Spook's winter house. Tom has heard it will be a sinister and menacing place but nothing could fully prepare him for what he finds there. For this house, and indeed the whole of Anglezarke moor is full of secrets about the Spook's youth. Secrets that are about to come to the surface could wreck havoc on the whole County...
From the Inside Flap
It’s going to be a long, hard, cruel winter, son,’ Mam said. ‘All the signs are there . . . And there couldn’t be a worse place to spend it than up on Anglezarke. Your dad was worried about you, son, and I am too. So I won’t mince my words. There’s no doubt that the dark’s growing in power and there’s a particularly baleful influence up on that moor. It’s where some of the Old Gods were worshipped long ago and in winter some of them start to stir from their sleep . . . So stay close to your master. He’s the only real friend you’ve got. You must help one other.’
